Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1422 Roll into his arms

However, no matter how good his skills are, it is impossible for him to pass a hundred moves under Dijun's hands, right?
The Hall of Mental Cultivation is a private place, you can't enter unless you are invited, how can the emperor condone a guy who breaks in?
Nangong Mo trembled in fear: "Brother Lie has seen him?"

"In an elegant hall, he was lying on a couch with his eyes wide open."

Nangong Lie narrowed his eyes slightly: "He looks a bit like the living dead on a pirate island..."

The living dead?
After Nangong Lie withdrew from the main hall, Nangong Mo still had dark eyebrows.

I knew that Nangong Lie was not easy, but the news he inquired made him shudder.

Is what he said true or false?
If he is sincerely for the Nangong family, then everything is justified.

If he has a different heart, is it because he wants to take the opportunity of offending the emperor to cut him off?

What is his purpose?
Nangong Mo looked at the empty area at the entrance of the main hall. It was a warm spring night, but his body shivered. Nangong Lie was indeed not simple.

However, if the emperor is not in seclusion and really lies on the bed, the Bingxi Kingdom will change!
Everything, let's go to the palace tomorrow and find out the news.

*
Nangong Lie returned to the Green Bamboo Garden, after taking a bath and changing clothes, there were knocks on the door outside.

The corners of his lips fluttered, flashing a playful interest: "Come in!"

The door of the bedroom was pushed open from the outside, Yuyan was holding a food basket and stood nervously at the door looking around.

Yuyan?

really interesting.

This night, without his permission, the guards put Miss Nangong's maid into the Green Bamboo Garden, and his personal servant also disappeared suddenly.

Nangong Lie lowered his eyes with a mocking look, slightly surprised: "It's so late, why is Yuyan here?"

"The servant saw that the third son didn't use much for dinner, so he personally cooked a bowl of red bean and peanut porridge, thinking of giving it to the third son to taste."

"You have a heart."

Nangong Lie's expression was light: "Then come in!"

"Yes!"

Yuyan got his consent, and with a happy face, she put the food basket on the table and set out the cup of red bean and peanut porridge.

"The stewed peanuts and red beans are just right, and the porridge is still steaming. The third son eats it while it's hot."

Nangong Lie lifted a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, and was about to put it into his mouth, when he saw Yuyan beside him with a tangled look on his face, he smiled with interest, and put the spoon back into the bowl.

Yuyan's heart was beating wildly: "What's wrong with the third young master?"

"nothing!"

Nangong Lie took a deep look at Yuyan, and there was a meaningful smile in his eyes: "I just think that Miss Yuyan is not only beautiful, but also proficient in cooking, and she is cute and cute. If anyone marries Yuyan Yan girl, that must be a blessing from birth."

"How can a servant girl be so good?"

Yuyan was teased by his eyes, feeling like a deer bumping her heart, blushing: "Yuyan is just Miss Jin'er's slave, born a slave, and will be a slave all her life, and only the third son, who can see the benefits of Yuyan .”

The smile in Nangong Lie's eyes deepened, he lifted the spoon and put the porridge into his mouth, seeing the bottom of the bowl of porridge, Yuyan was so excited that he clutched his chest.

"My son is used up."

Nangong Lie finished the porridge in a gentle manner, and put the bowl back into the food basket: "Thank you, Miss Yuyan."

Is this driving her away?

The young lady said that this porridge is very effective in medicine. After drinking it, the third son must be hot all over within the hour of a stick of incense. As long as she rolls into his arms, she can become his.

(End of this chapter)